[She had woken up in a foul enough mood, not all that keen on discovering that the tiny man was still in residence. It was one of those rare things both she and Buttercup agreed upon. She for the extra food and drink she had to put out and him for the fact that Katniss had locked the animal in Rue's old bedroom. To be denied the majority of his hunting territory, it seemed, irked the cat most of all.
Not that Katniss entirely cared about Buttercup's well being. Or, really, that of the elf. But one could talk and the other just hissed his displeasure. The choice, ultimately, hadn't been so difficult.
She yawns as she steps outside to go hunting, dressed more warmly the normal due to the snow. Tired from the night's yowling, she almost misses the tracks by her doorstep. Had she also missed knocking at the door? Uncertain, she reaches back for an arrow just in case.]
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Not that Katniss entirely cared about Buttercup's well being. Or, really, that of the elf. But one could talk and the other just hissed his displeasure. The choice, ultimately, hadn't been so difficult.
She yawns as she steps outside to go hunting, dressed more warmly the normal due to the snow. Tired from the night's yowling, she almost misses the tracks by her doorstep. Had she also missed knocking at the door? Uncertain, she reaches back for an arrow just in case.]